ALAANA POV After Elara left. I wasn't feeling what I thought I would. Relief, joy, happiness—none of it happened. Instead, I had a strange, sickening weight on my chest. My instincts keep telling me that William wasn't safe, that something was wrong.I adjusted my clothes and walked down the corridor that leads to Alpha Draven chamber, my shoes squeaking on the wooden floor. The guards at the entrance stepped aside without question. They probably saw my expression—the urgency and fear. I didn't stop to speak to anyone. Nor did I see them, warriors gathered in the courtyard. My steps quickened, desperate, frightened by the silence that began to ring in my ears.There he was, my father, Alpha Draven, sitting at his desk, examining notes and documents, his silver-streaked hair still as neat as ever, his gaze still piercing, even at dawn. He looked up, a little surprised, but said nothing.I was waiting for him to speak."Father," I said sharply.He raised an eyebrow. "Alaana, you need t
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